12 August 2012
Joshua glanced in the mirror, and gasped. He had a spot! Seventeen years old, and up until now his skin had been flawless! In a fit of blind anger, he picked up the mirror and threw it on the ground. As it smashed, a wisp of smoke curled out of the mirror. An eerie voice murmured in Joshua's ear "seven years bad luck..." Joshua recoiled in horror. It's true! He thought. Break a mirror, seven years bad luck!
He went down stairs to call his girlfriend to warn her. As soon as she picked up, he said "Stay away! I have-"
"I'm breaking up with you. " the phone went dead. Oh boy. He thought. This will be a long seven years.
The Mirror Curse • Opuss № I